Playstation lyrics

by

Jim Jones


[Intro]
Yeah mayne, yeah mayne
These motherf*ckin' suckers up in here playin' these motherf*ckin' games man
Ain't nuttin' but a ho-ass n*gga man and you know it
Put your finger on his motherf*ckin' fo'head and push that sucker head back man
And tell that n*gga man, tell that n*gga

[Bridge]
You a (ho) n*gga
(ho) n*gga, (ho) n*gga (ho)
You a (ho) n*gga (ho)
n*gga (ho) n*gga (ho)

[Hook]
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Don't play with me boy (no sir), don't play with me boy (no sir)
Don't play with me boy (no sir), don't play with me boy (no sir)
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Don't play with me boy (no sir), don't play with me boy (no sir)
Don't play with me boy (no sir), don't play with me boy (no sir)

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
n*ggas think that I need 'em, I'm the one that feed 'em
I'm the one that lead 'em, I'm the one that freed 'em
Nothin can subtract from me I make a hundred thousand daily
n*ggas thinkin' that they hurtin' me, I'm the one that's payin me
This ain't one man to grow on, real n*ggas keep this in mind
Never cash yo' pearls from off these snakes, and these f*ckin' swines
Show less than necessary, keep these fakers off in the dark
Half off these n*ggas ain't happy for ya, over half wanna see you robbed
Try to get yo' hook up, course you have to get your connect
They ain't heard of the word love, they ain't heard of the word respect
Never let 'em know what'chu got, don't work with friends, use enemies
b*tch you wanna be me? Ho don't play me
[Bridge]
You a (ho) n*gga
(ho) n*gga, (ho) n*gga (ho)
You a (ho) n*gga (ho)
n*gga (ho) n*gga (ho)

[Hook]
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Don't play with me boy (no sir), don't play with me boy (no sir)
Don't play with me boy (no sir), don't play with me boy (no sir)
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Don't play with me boy (no sir), don't play with me boy (no sir)
Don't play with me boy (no sir), don't play with me boy (no sir)

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
You acting like you hard, and you say what you done robbed
You say you from the hood, and you claiming all the parts
I heard you sold a little dope but then I heard you didn't
I know you on the dog food, 'cause that's why you was itchin'
They say you just a lil' b*tch, a look can be deceiving
They say you carry a big gun, but I don't believe that either
And every girl that'll talk to me, they say you knocked it up
Is you sixteen on down, n*gga what the f*ck?
I know you gotta make some ends, lie and sh*t to impress your friends
Say you own a big boy Benz, did twenty years in pen
Flauging like you own, own, flauging, 'cause you known, known
Don't you know I'm grown, grown, and I crack yo' dome dome
[Bridge]
You a (ho) n*gga
(ho) n*gga, (ho) n*gga (ho)
You a (ho) n*gga (ho)
n*gga (ho) n*gga (ho)

[Hook]
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Don't play with me boy (no sir), don't play with me boy (no sir)
Don't play with me boy (no sir), don't play with me boy (no sir)
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Don't play with me boy (no sir), don't play with me boy (no sir)
Don't play with me boy (no sir), don't play with me boy (no sir)

[Interlude] - to fade minus "here's what'cha do!"
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